On the path of least resistance, all the words I find are twisted A way out - if there ever was one - I must have missed it
A vision perfectly clear, set on which no-one else can see Another state of consciousness is taking a hold on me
In the grip of disorientation, I find it hard to believe Fallen into an inward spiral, all eyes on me
My hands sinking A dementing liquid
Pour it on me Aluminum rain Drowning calmly Aluminum rain
Regardless of where it leads, a flood rises, a flood recedes
My hands sinking A dementing liquid
Pour it on me Aluminum rain Drowning calmly Aluminum rainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
